Shikha is threatening to strangle himalay. why? well, Because.

the other day, he did what he is best at - he lost his little book which was to go into his evidence file. again. and again. and again.
he seems to have a special kind of genius for this kind of thing. quite inhumanly superhuman, the way he manages to lose, misplace, tear, drip water over, drop snacks over, and generally destroy utterly the papers we most fervently wish wouldn't be subjected to his evil genius. (this is one of those instances which make me feel almost nice - almost, mind - about shifting to grade 6.)
to continue,
shikha found him lurking near the waster paper basket engaged in his favorite occupation (what else?) - sharpening his pencil to a stub. when demanded that he produce the little book, the little devil pronounced he had lost it.
of course, it is not the first (or last!) time he has lost anything. but to someone new to his charms, it could be heartburn-inducing. no wonder his mom looks as if she might drop dead any minute. this guy is a surefire health hazard.

did i mention somewhere here that he is quite in love with me? in case i haven't, now you know. he had been after my life for a while now, demanding my address and email i.d. he managed to corner me near the bus last friday. i predicted that he would lose the scrap of paper with my email i.d. on it in no time. miracle of miracles! he hasn't yet, and loses no opportunity to remind me he still has it.
i'm now having to eat humble pie.